Disclaimers: Same bat story, same bat place. Gravitation still isn't mine.
Notes: No more old TV show quoting for me. I wasn't even old enough for that one; I just know it through other people. Oh yes, and I do have a couple (three) manga and I know a couple things I write here contradict the manga in many ways, so I'd like to point out that this is based on the TV show.
This is told from Mika's POV. I've developed a pattern for my writing chapters now:
YukixShuichi interlude (Yuki), Tatsuha, random character, YukixShuichi interlude (Shuichi), Tatsuha, random character, YukixShuichi interlude (Yuki), ect…so you can expect the next person most times.
~*The Bible of Kumagoro—Getting Closer To Your God*~
"It was so great! Afterwards Shuichi invited us back to Eiri's place, honestly, I'm surprised he let him, and we hung out for a while. I wish we could do tha…"
"I get the idea Tatsuha," I cut him off sharply. As much as I wanted to hear the rest of the evening in continued, second by second detail, I DID have others things to do today. First on that list would be getting some aspirin for my headache. Unlike talking with Shindo-san, Tatsuha needed proof you were still listening to him every once in a while. You could put the phone down on Shuichi, come back, and he'd never know you'd left.
To tell the truth, I have nothing against Shuichi. As much as I'm sure everyone else is convinced otherwise, I don't. He's sweet, and cute. If I didn't possess the control I demonstrated at most times around him, I was sure I'd be spoiling him rotten. I have a weakness for young, adorable things. Helping raise two little brothers gives you a real insight into the young mind. Sure, Shuichi was TECHNICALLY an adult, but he still had a boyish look about himself. He didn't look any older than Tatsuha, and if so not by much.
Everyone knows I spoil Tatsuha; it's a weakness of mine. Eiri won't let me spoil him, or I would. He's too independent for that. Tatsuha's only a first year high school student, he can't do anything about it for a while. Besides, I don't think he minds. After all, he's just getting free stuff from it.
"If that's still Tatsuha tell him to call back later and finish," Tohma offered as he walked through the room, drying his hair. He'd talked to Tatsuha a bit before he'd gone to shower, and I'd been stuck listening to his phone diary, or so it seemed. He barely seemed to breath, he was so excited and in such a rush to tell me everything.
"Call me back tomorrow, I have things to do today," I finished politely and I could FEEL Tatsuha rolling his eyes at me.
"More like, 'I don't feel like listening and putting up with you today, continue annoying me tomorrow after my headache goes away,' right?" I couldn't help but smile at that. Tatsuha always did know me well. After all, he spent the most time around me than anyone else in our family, minus our father. I felt closer to him than anyone else, and I'm sure he felt the same. We're comfortable around each other. We both know what gets on the other's nerves, and what we like.
"Yes, that's basically it." I heard Tatsuha laugh over the other end.
"Okay then, I'll talk to you later. Don't expect it to get any shorter, though."
"Don't worry, I wasn't."
"Bye."
"Bye." With that I hung up the phone, walking over to the medicine cabinet and grabbing a painkiller and a glass of water, taking it and crushing the small cup in my hand as I threw it away on my way back out of the bathroom.
"Ditch him?" Tohma asked, continuing in his daily routine of getting ready for work. I nodded and lied down, waiting for my headache to go away. "I take that as a yes, then." I didn't bother to make any move to acknowledge I'd even heard him, but he knew I had. He was used to it by now. "Sorry, guess I'm not helping your headache much, huh?" I knew it. Tohma couldn't keep his nose out of my conversations.
"Why do you insist on doing that?" he shrugged and walked back to the room we shared. I was used to this routine already. Every day he would go through several outfits before finally picking one. At least now he'd started waking up earlier to prepare for such setbacks. It had only started recently, and I had no idea why. I guess it has something to do with the reforming of Nittle Grasper. After all, their fans have all come back to them now.
"See you," he offered casually as he walked over to the door and I reached up a hand to wave at him. Today was just NOT one of my better days, for more than one reason. I could have screamed when the phone rang again, but if I didn't answer it, it would just keep ringing and ringing and I'd never get any rest. Sighing I reached over my head and answered it.
"Hello?" I asked in the best voice I could manage, but I'm sure I came out sounding more than a little irritated at the caller. I know I shouldn't have, it wasn't their fault, but still, one can't help but be a little pissed off now, can they?
"Hi! Mika-san?" I flinched at the high, loud voice of Sakuma Ryuichi from the other end. He just wasn't one for quiet, and I knew that all too well. However, he managed decently when I asked him to keep his voice down.
"Ryuichi, could you please turn it down a level, I have a headache." I could hear Ryuichi talking with someone, probably my brother, for a little bit before he came back to the phone.
"Tatsuha didn't tell you what I wanted him to call you for. Our photo shoot today's been moved an hour na no da. I think they said there was something wrong with the equipment, and when the choice was made to either go when we were supposed to and make the group before us wait or for us all to go later, I had them push us back. So, we don't have to be there for another 45 minutes na no da." I sighed and ran fingers through my hair. I should have known I wouldn't get the nap I'd wanted.
"Alright. He just left, but I'll call his cell. He might want to get something done instead of sitting around there and waiting." I could hear Ryuichi arguing with someone again over the phone and I couldn't hide the small smile that inched its way over my face.
"Thanks Mika-san. I have to go na no da. Tatsuha's being a meany. He says I've been on the phone too long na no da. He's…ack…holding Kumagoro hostage na no da!" I flinched at the sudden, sharp scream from the other side of the line, but I knew it couldn't be helped. I could still hear them, but that was okay. I was used to listening to lover's fight over the phone. It was rare that Shuichi and Eiri weren't fighting when I called them.
"I'll talk to you later then. And Congratulations." The arguing stopped for a little bit then, and I could hear Tatsuha say something in the background.
"Thanks Mika-san! Talk to you later na no da!" With that he hung up the phone and I was left to my task of calling Tohma. I dug around in my pocket and wanted to scream when I couldn't find his number. Today was definitely not my day. Maybe I should just 'forget' to call him and he can work from the studio. He'd been forced to change his number after some fan had found it out and posted it all over Japan. One could only deal with so many fan calls a day.
I punched in the closest match I could to it and hoped I was right. I didn't want to have to get up from my position on the couch to go see where I had set it. Knowing me, it could be anywhere. I was a normally organized person, but not so much so when it was early and I was frustrated.
"Hello?" Oh, for once a good sign. That was definitely Tohma's voice.
"Hi." No need to say any more than necessary.
"Mika?" He seemed a little confused, but why shouldn't he have been. It had only been close to five minutes since he had left.
"Yes. Ryuichi just called and wanted me to tell you that the photo shoot's been moved."
"Really? Why wasn't I informed of this earlier?" There he went again. He was the boss, the head, the top guy, and he knew it. He always seemed offended or something when he wasn't the first to know about something. He especially hated it when he was last to know.
"I think they called Ryuichi to make the decision, I can't be too sure. Anyway, Tatsuha was supposed to tell me, but he got a little sidetracked." I could almost see the displeased look on Tohma's face as I talked to him. Chances were he'd be giving Tatsuha a long talk about responsibility later. Sure, he'd already had the talk many times before, but specifics weren't important. Not until Tatsuha finally got it ALL through that thick little head of his.
"Alright then, I guess there's no helping it. Thanks for informing me. I know you're probably not too happy about it, headache and all."
"Eh, don't worry about it." Really, it wasn't that big of a deal. So I felt like being lazy today and Ryuichi and Tatsuha had ruined it, big deal.
"Since I'll be home later I'll pick up something to eat. What do you want?" Hm, fast food. Something I hadn't had in a while…I wasn't good at this. Tohma normally picked what we were going to eat. I didn't particularly care, really. Food was food. Unless, of course, you were treating me to a really nice dinner. Then the food was important.
"I don't know. Whatever's around there, I guess." I spent most of my time being bitchy and commanding outside the home, I didn't have to bother with it when I was home. There I could relax and let Tohma do all the work, which I guess was my own way of commanding him.
"Alright then. I'll talk to you when I get back, I guess." I stifled a yawn and nodded.
"I guess so. Bye."
"Goodbye." I hung up once again and tossed the phone back onto the holder, knowing it didn't land in the right spot but at least assured it was still on the table area.
Curling up on my side I closed my eyes and prepared to take a very long, very sought-after nap. I'd been up until fairly early this morning driving back to Tokyo. Sometimes I couldn't believe how juvenile my father was. And he wants Tatsuha to mature and grow up! How is he supposed to when his own father is too stubborn to see things for what they are? Sometime I think it's a lost cause, trying to make him see what's really better for his sons. He can go ahead and believe what he wants. The boys see me as being a selfish bitch, trying to pull Shuichi away from Eiri when they first got together, but I told Shuichi to stay with him after his return from New York. I'm only doing what I think is best for Eiri, and I'm willing to change my opinions if I see reason to. Father wouldn't even consider bending his opinions just the slightest bit.
And Tatsuha! I hadn't let him meet with Ryuichi for good reasons! I hadn't thought for the life of me that he'd behave as he did around him. At first I thought he'd do to Ryuichi what every other fan did, but I should have known better. I'm happy for him, for seeing who Ryuichi really is and not leaving him. Every other fan had just wanted his body and I think, even though he may not have shown it, that it had started getting to him. I was also happy for Ryuichi, for managing to find someone who cared about him, and for liking him back.
Now that they were both happy, I could finally relax a little bit. Sure, I still needed to convince my father, but I had a while still.
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YAY! I'm finally done with this! Sorry it took so long, but first I couldn't decide who to write it from, and then I couldn't think of what to write about, and then I just got lazy and all that. I also got sort of sidetracked with band and school and all that annoying school-related stuff that I don't mind all THAT much, except it takes a lot of my time.
Also, the movie last chapter was Moulin Rouge, I forgot to mention.
Than Djeu, for pointing that out. I'd meant to say that in my notes, but I forgot it! ^_^
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